Portals of Love

Walking along this water flowing
No one else knows
Vacant forest and a dead tree
Spans the Creek
Where I will ask you to marry me
The confluence
The solstice
Water signs along ruff edges
And you told the pregnant woman
Who told the whole class
Then it wasn’t just ours any more
They all wanted a piece
So we gave it all away

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